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Chance - 9781558214507

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  • Product Details

    Author:
    Steve Shilstone
    Format:
    Hardcover
    Pages:
    224
    Publisher:
    Breakaway Books (April 1, 2000)
    Language:
    English
    Audience:
    General/trade
    ISBN-13:
    9781558214507
    ISBN-10:
    155821450X
    Weight:
    11.84oz
    Dimensions:
    5.2" x 7.7" x 0.9"
    File:
    CONSORTIUM-Metadata_Only_Consortium_Customer_Group_Metadata_20260401130212-20260401.xml
    Folder:
    CONSORTIUM
    List Price:
    $20.00
    Case Pack:
    32
    As low as:
    $17.20
    Publisher Identifier:
    P-PER
    Discount Code:
    C
    Country of Origin:
    United States
    Pub Discount:
    60
    Imprint:
    Breakaway Books
  • Overview

    Wondering whether Nabokov might have left any unpublished manuscripts behind and if so, did they have baseball themes? If anyone reading this knows the answer, please check the files to see if there's a manuscript for a novel named Chance. . . . It's a very good one, full of wit, good humor, and baseball. And if you don't care about the latter, take the advice the book offers in its first paragraph and 'Read it anyway. There's other stuff in it, too.' -Allen Barra, The Palm Beach Post

    An excerpt

    Okay, here's the deal. This is a book about a baseball player. Do you care? If you don't care, read it anyway. There's some other stuff in it, too. Chance Caine. Recognize the name? Well, he wants me, an old weird guy poet, to write his story. Why? I'll tell you why. He has made rhythmic marks on paper himself. Some of his efforts aren't even dreck. You can judge for yourself in a minute. He took a class. I gave him an A. So one day he comes to me with a load of scrapbooks, diaries, videos. He says, "Here's my life. How would you like to write my book?" I say, "The thing I make will be the thing I make." I talk like that on purpose sometimes. Art is a conscious attempt at nonverbal communication. Okay? Okay. I lie to convey truth. I lie to make the story better. I am a lying guy. What can I say? I want to write this story. There may be money in it. Why lie? Okay, there's another reason. I gave my students an assignment to write a short short short story no longer than ten sentences. Mr. Caine wrote:

    The Angry Fish

    The fish hurled himself into the boat slashing left and right with fins, teeth, and daggers. Blood spurted from the severed limbs of the screaming crew. The fish turned a final somersault, stood on its tail on the rail, and shreiked in trembling rage, "Vengeance is mine, haa ha haaa ha! ! !" Then he dove under the waves and was gone.

    The End

    What the??? I graded it A and from then on leaned back a little in my chair when he walked by. I leaned back further after I had read his science fiction slash fantasy effort a few weeks later. You'll see that one, too, in time. Who is this guy? Let's see if I can answer that question.

    So what